A panic rose inexplicably in Shi Xiangfei's heart, and he subconsciously got up.

While looking around the silence, he did not forget to pick up the scattered wooden knives.

"No!"

Shi Shenfei's eyes looked in one direction awe-inspiringly, and the ability to penetrate the world was subconsciously turned on, and while walking like flying, he left such a sentence.

"In the tea room!"

Trample!

The small feet stepped heavily on the doorway, and Shi Xiangfei clasped his hands on the door frame, maintaining his balance.

Under the flying black and white scarf, the slightly messy cyan clothes swayed.

The eyes flickered, rippling with a faint golden light.

Crackling——!

At the same time, the sound of the vase shattering exploded!

The butterfly family, the lights are on in the blink of an eye.

.......

In a moment, the butterfly couple, Shi Tou and the old man gathered in the tea room, looked at the scene in front of them, and completely sobered up.

Butterfly Chanae came after realizing it, and couldn't help covering her mouth:

"No, it won't! Little Shinobi! ”

The moon swayed its relentless gaze on the shattered vase on the floor of the tea room.

Katana was stained with blood and lay quietly aside.

Shi Xiangfei stood at the front, staring fiercely at the uninvited guest in front of him.

"Ah——?h

The rough hand ghost scratched his ears irritably, and muttered to himself:

"I thought I could kill you all quietly."

It glanced at the hand that had been cut by the butterfly, and gently squeezed it, and the wound healed as before.

"You little ghost,"

It was not disturbed by the thin blood, and it was very conscious, and casually looked at the butterfly ninja who was holding his head, and said with emotion:

"Pretty capable, aren't you?"

When an ordinary girl saw it, she couldn't even move.

The little girl in front of her was good, not only did she not run, but subconsciously took off the katana on the wall and gave it a knife.

The look in his eyes just now was like some deep hatred......

"However, you are all here, so I'll just ask."

The rough hand ghost tilted his head, pinched Butterfly Shinobi's head with his right hand, and lifted her petite body in front of him.

"Hmm——!" Butterfly Shinobu turned red and kept fluttering her little feet, "Let go of me!" Let go of me! ”

"Do you have any of you?"

It bares its fangs and tastes interesting:

"Don't lie, or I can't guarantee that this little snack's head won't bloom."

Boom!

When the eyes were transparent, there seemed to be a flame burning, and between the teeth intertwined, a low roar sounded:

"Evil - Ghost ——!"

........

Looking at Mr. Shi Tou, who picked up the knife, the evil ghost scratched his head irritably, and his hand couldn't help but increase the force,

"What's the use of that kind of thing?"

It looked sideways at the slanting moon, completely relieved.

There was still some time before the sun rose, enough time for it to slaughter everyone in sight.

"You shouldn't be here."

Mr. Shi Tou frowned and blocked in front of Shi Shenfei:

"Around here, there's a wisteria furnace burning."

"That kind of thing, the weight is not large, just endure the nausea that wants to vomit and push it down."

The demon spoke indifferently, and then looked at Mr. Shi Tou clearly:

"So, what time are you going to see through?"

It couldn't help but show a cruel smile, and sent the very painful butterfly forward:

"Why don't you kill all the adults next to you, and I'll let this little girl and the other two children go?"

It's another one, a cat and mouse drama!

Boom——!

Everyone gritted their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

The two fathers looked at each other, faintly shaken.

What if?

What if the demons were able to keep their promises?

“p...... Run! ”

At this moment, Butterfly Shinobu suddenly spoke.

I saw her purple face, constantly beating the hands that clasped her head, knocking out the sound of Jin Ge's symphony.

"Everyone!"

The butterfly trembled in fear, choked with tears streaming down her face:

"Run! Run! Don't believe it! ”

How can you put all the people you love in danger because you are alone.

If everyone dies because of her, she might as well be eaten like this.

"Run, ——!"

The terrible roar woke up the two hesitant fathers.

Mr. Butterfly gritted his teeth, picked up the surviving vase at his side, and walked in front of Shi Shenfei.

Mr. Shi Tou took a deep breath and clenched the blade in his hand.

In this case, they can only fight.

But how do you have to fight, so that you can rely on the vase in your hand and an ordinary katana to survive until dawn?

Step ——!

At this moment, Shi Shenfei took a deep breath, took a step, and stood in front of everyone with a wooden knife in his hand.

"Ming Fei!" Mrs. Butterfly and Mrs. Shi Tou subconsciously exclaimed.

"Xiao Ming Fei ......." Butterfly Chanae pursed her lips and looked ahead distracted and worried.

"Hahahaha!!" The evil ghost smiled and slapped his stomach, staring at the child in front of him who was seriously holding a wooden knife, and was about to burst into tears:

"What do you mean, playing with children?"

Adults with katana can't help him,

Can a child, or a child with a toy wooden knife, kill it?

Are you kidding!

Shi Xiang didn't hang his head, ignoring the demon's taunt, but asked softly to Butterfly Shinobi:

"Shinobi, don't be afraid, do you believe me?"

Believe him?

Butterfly Shinobi's mind subconsciously recalled the boy who gave her a sense of security when she first met her in the rain that year.

In a trance, she once again saw the picture that she would always forget.

In the winter snow, the young man who had fallen asleep smiled and froze under the withered cherry blossom trees.

Hmm——!

The butterfly endured the tears in her purple eyes and kept nodding,

Believe! Of course I believe it!

How can it be, don't believe it?

"Really? Just believe it. ”

Shi Shenfei muttered, constantly recalling, thinking about his life.

The new blue clothes they wore on their bodies, the black and white scarf hanging around their necks, and the yellowish wooden blades they held tightly in their hands were their gifts.

His parents, who are a little bad but always love him, his grandfather who carves wood until he is injured many times, Mrs. Butterfly who never admits defeat, Mr. Butterfly who always wants to pass on his medical skills, Sister Chanae who sometimes likes to play tricks on him, and Xiaotuanzi who cries under the eaves of the spring rain.

This is the existence he has vowed to protect for the rest of his life.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, those happy days, whoever wants to take it away from Shi Xiangfei's hands, he will use the efforts of this life to destroy the wicked.

There's not much he can give, only .......

Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, a knife swing for several years!

No matter the wind or rain, a few years of exercise!

And finally, the roar that ignites with life!

Thinking about it, thinking about it, the hand that was not holding the knife became harder and harder!

Finally, at the end, his memory is frozen in a very small and very small time.

In the temple, the wind and snow are blowing, evil spirits are rampant, and the family of three is in the despair of death.

Until a certain moment, their eyes suddenly lit up with a scorching flame, a knife, amazing!

"Believe ......"